Tianbao Fuyao Lu
天宝伏妖录
Author: 非天夜翔
Latest: Chapter 222
Status: Completed
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Genres: Fantasy, Action, Yaoi, Comedy
Tags: adapted to anime adapted to drama cd adapted to manhua ancient china exorcism
The phoenix led tens of thousands of birds as they flew over from the end of the horizon. Behind them, clouds akin to a sea of fire billowed as they swept by Chang’an. A golden winged roc perched on top of Xingqing Palace, its pupils reflecting the common people of the bustling Divine Land. Within the silence, dynasties rise and fall, while tides ebb and flow.
Li Jinglong slowly dragged his body riddled with wounds, releasing a resplendent light from his hand as he kept approaching Hong Jun.
“The living… are passing travelers…”
His low voice resounded through the world, and within an instant, the black fog that enveloped the earth receded before the light.
“The dead… return home without turning back.”
That light is the blazing sun that illuminates the world, stars that twinkle in the night sky, an eternal heart lamp that pierces through the darkness.
“The world…is a temporary inn. Since time immemorial, countless people have bewailed their short, bitter lives…”
Li Jinglong closed his eyes and pressed one hand against Hong Jun’s forehead. A white light diffused with a whoosh, covering the battlefield littered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Within the shadow of that lamp, the debauchery in Pingkang, the parasol trees of the Exorcism Department bathing in the midsummer sun, the sand and swirling snow in the vast expanse beyond the Great Wall, Ah Tai’s clear singing voice, Mo Rigen and Lu Xu picking leaves in the early morning, Qiu Yongsi’s flying brush strokes that transforms into immortal poems in Li Bai’s cup–
A young nobleman of Chang’an strolled through its eastern downtown,
Riding a white horse with a silver saddle as he beamed.
While traversing through Chang’an, flowers kept falling, where on earth is he going?
Smiling, he enters a tavern where a foreign entertainer performs.
(Last four lines are from a poem written by Li Bai used to ridicule hedonistic sons from rich families for their extravagant lifestyles.)
A gong who has bad luck wherever he goes x a shou that can suck away the luck of the people around him
凤凰引领千万飞鸟，从天际尽头飞来，身后是火海般的滚滚层云，掠过长安。金翅大鹏高居兴庆宫殿顶，瞳中映着繁华神州的苍生，寂静中万般兴灭，潮退潮生。
李景珑拖着伤痕累累的身躯，手中释放出璀璨的光芒，不断靠近鸿俊。
“生者……为过客……”
他低沉的声音响彻世间，刹那铺天盖地的黑雾在那光明前退去。
“死者为……归人。”
那光芒是照耀天地的炽日，是夜空中闪烁的星辰，是一盏破开黑暗，永世不熄的心灯。
“天地一……逆旅，同悲万古……尘。”
李景珑闭上双眼，将一手按在了鸿俊的额头上。白光刷然扩散，覆盖了尸山血海的战场。在那盏灯的光影里，平康里的灯红酒绿、驱魔司夏日阳光下的梧桐、茫茫塞外的漫天风沙与飞雪、阿泰如清泉般的歌声、莫日根与陆许摘下的清晨树叶、裘永思飞扬的笔锋，尽化作李白杯中不朽的诗篇——
五陵年少金市东，银鞍白马度春风。
落花踏尽游何处，笑入胡姬酒肆中。
走到哪里就倒霉到哪里的攻X会吸走身边人运气的受
本文又名《谁还不是王子了咋地？》
主角：鸿俊，李景珑